Goodness has it ever been awhile!
To begin, I officially passed the NCLEX! I can now practice in Canada or the States and boy is it a relief. The countless hours of reading, the overstretched bladder from innumerable tea times and the red, bloodshot eyes that took days to recover were all worth it! althought I must admit the exam process itself was less intimidating then the application process. Long forms, short forms, cheques, varying addresses, confirmations, verifications, transfers and time restraints…enough to have you looking forward to writing the exam for it all to be over. But for me there is no such happiness. The end of the exam marked the beginning of the paper work/criminal background checks and visa screens for a possible TN move, just keeping all our options open. Keeping your options open though creates a lot of work as everything has to be completed before the optional relocation, but just as the work is worth the license, it is also worth the opportunity to move south.
The day after the tense exam writing marked the beginning of our Virginia Beach vacation. The 14 hour drive through the night could have been improved with a deep peaceful sleep like my husband enjoyed but that’s alright, once there the breeze filled with ocean salt flooded the tired crevices renewing me. The week consisted of tea in the mornings followed by bike rides to scope out the best beach spot for the day. The best beach spot is found by a combination of factors. First, the waves had to be of decent height and ferocity, allowing for maximum body/board surfing but minimum bodily damage. Secondly, the residents, the tourists, the surfers. If there were too many of either category it decreased the fun level by varying amounts. Residents and tourists were much alike in their space taking annoyance and the surfers would scowl at you as you ducked under a wave in an attempt to avoid their ‘carved to a point’ board. Many stories could be recounted here with gusto but I will save you the details as many of the times you really had to be there, sunburned bodies, awkward couples, interesting conversations overheard and huge wipe-outs we casually giggled at (although we knew how much it did hurt to be beefed by a wave into the grinding sands).
Besides the wonderful daily doses of salt water, sunshine and sandy bathing suits we also experienced the house shaking earthquake over lunch as well as the impending hurricane Irene (hyped by the press and downgraded to a tropical storm…typical americans). The only other hurricane I experienced took place recently after I was born while I was up feeding at 3AM, this one was therefore much more memorable and reminded me of my minute existence and the vastness of the Creator and His creation.
It was an incredible trip accented by birthday sushi, attempting to scrub hot pink nail polish out of the couch, salty kisses between crushing waves and family card games inducing belly aching laughter. 🙂
Now it is back to reality with band rehearsals, blog writing, job hunting and paperwork for Tennessee. I truly do not mind a bit however, as I live a beautiful life with an outstanding husband and a promising future (jer 29:11).